An unfamiliar ceiling.

As you sit up, your eyes meet a man's.

Oh, you're awake. You've been asleep for so long, I was worried you might never wake up. ...No, really.

How's your memory? When you woke up for a second the other day, you didn't seem to remember anything. Anyway, I'll say it one more time.

Don't leave this room.

Outside the window... the curtains are so thick it's impossible to tell if it's morning or night. However, there's a vague sense of noisiness.

Where is this? Who is this man?